My daughter's only eight, and she has her dad. At least all I have to worry about is if she's eating well, or getting to school on time, and knowing that if my roommate is watching her that none of those things are happening.

[ It's not anywhere in the scope of what he's worrying about, and Chloe is thankful for that. It certainly puts things in perspective. It all could be so much worse. ]

I'm sure they'll be okay. Supposedly we go back to the moment we're taken from, which is the only thing that's getting me through any of this, honestly.